paroles de chanson Back In That Mode - Miguel Fresco

Oh yo ni... let you out the cage
Oh yo ni... let you out them cuffs
Hit my line 'cause you know that it's up
I poured up in a strawberry Crush
I'm on lean like a muhfuckin' crutch
Take my time in that pussy don't rush
Put my hand on her mouth make her hush
I put red on the bottoms they blush
Fucked her right on the blanket it's plush
I'm a playa you know how I'm comin'
Had a lot but I can't get enough
Ain't a boss so you way out of touch
My shirt off this a get money gut
I just put me some racks on the tuck
This is work ni... this ain't luck
All the work that a ni... touched
I want the two-tone rollie bust
First I'm gone buy me a bus
Then I'm gone buy me a truck
The trap still comin in clutch
First I'm gone drop a lil album
Then I'm gone drop a deluxe
You thinkin' you love her it's lust
You fell for it you a duck
The chains on me diamond cut
These ni... pockets in a rut
Them ni... with me ready to buss
I fuck with thoroughbreads not the muts
Circle the block but they come back to us
We get this shit gone in a rush
I like my dollars to come in a bunch
My bitch look like a snack and it's lunch

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Step, in the trap like I never left
Work my right but I'm good with my left
In a robe I feel like Hugh Hef
Fuck that bitch 'til she run out of breath
I can't fuck with the play if it's sketch
If that hoe with me bet she kept
If my bro with me bet he gone rep
Savauge on my collar feel like Johnny Depp
Syrup in my cup but my throat isn't strep
Hope all the snitches and rodents get death
She lovin' a boss and she know I'm a vet
Expanding her network workin her neck
Lost in the sauce she got caught in the net
If I tell her to walk she takin a trek
I might go in the vault and pull out a check
They may throw a lil salt but can't fuck with the set
Don't do some shit that you gonna regret
Go get the bread put that on your head
Thinkin it's sweet ni... you've been mislead
If they miss imma tell em to spin 'til he shhh
Tell em to spend 'til it's quiet
I got OGs in the street that admire me
I got some youngins on go and they ride for me
I can't let nobody play with that side of me

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